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ParadoxIt's true that they belong together / Freedom is just another word for fetter / To have it all and h
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The Unconscious Narrative To MyselfMy fingers cramp easily enough / when there’s nothing / weighing them down. / My mind is numb at the
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JustificationsI have a guilt complex / like a catholic boy, / who can’t stop masturbating, / but with a bloated se
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The Fictitious Dead ManHe never lived so softly when alive, / nor after in death did he care to die, / just sleeping / with
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# 8Do you know the cost of pleasure? / I've tasted it / In concentrate / But I didn't know / That I'd n
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I Only Ask For DeathOf those two dozen men, / Who took me with the same / Strangely calculated touch, / Insulting me wit
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A Love SongThe broken record in my head / Is stuck / On the same verse / To a love song / That only ever repeat
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Never RightIt makes me so sad / Those words that you wrote / Bringing up memories / Not worth remembering / So
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The BetrayalI've forgotten my foot / Went walking / Without me / But I haven't forgiven it.
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After DeathI thought for sure our love had died / I watched it waste away, / Rattling around my head / Before t
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